Day 3: A Last, Perfect Moment

Before her gaze, the autumn leaves danced in the breeze and seemed to sing with every rolling patch of sunlight that graced them.

“I never really took time to really admire the basic beauty of this,” Dianne murmured in absorbed awe, “but I guess what better time than before something potentially life-changing, right?”

Fayeth sighed, a result of releasing her own stress and unsure of how to reply in the golden moment. Finally, she stepped over and embraced her sibling, the draft letter still clutched between the two.